Weep, Soul, weep
Across the ages and
Across time speak for me
With a timeless voice
Of love pure,
Pure as the love felt
For this daughter's cry
Of joy in the morning of her birth,
A cry of hope and promise
Seen well
For these years too few.

Yes, weep, Soul and give voice
To a pain that
Transcends time, a pain that
Is and was and will be,
From all time and
For all time,
Announcing to all, "For this death my
Inconsolable cry does not comprehend!"

Weep, Soul, in your rebellion,
Utter your cries of protest and
Disbelief, aghast at this
Loved timeless treasure lost
From this world, seeing and
Not seeing through burning tears of
Eternity the reunion promised
By the truly Timeless One.